This is the 4th book in the Lady Julia Grey mystery series. It is 1889. Lady Julia and her her husband Brisbane are drawn to India by Jane, the once-lover of Julia’s sister Portia, who now finds herself pregnant and alone after her husband dies under mysterious circumstances. Jane and her unborn baby are now at risk as the baby, should it turn out to be a boy, will become heir to the considerable estate that presumably the father was killed for.
Like the other 3 books, this one is filled with a colorful cast of characters that Lady Julia politely mingles with (in that uniquely British way) while pumping them for personal details of their lives and entanglements with the deceased. The dialogue is clever and the conversations between Julia and her sister Portia are always good for a laugh. She and her husband Brisbane continue to have a spicy relationship filled with passionate arguments followed by even more passionate lovemaking. Or at least it’s passionate in my head as the author doesn’t divulge any details beyond, “satisfying marital relations.”
But sadly this is the last book in the series for me. The relationship between Julia and Brisbane, while still fun to read, lost much of it’s sizzle in this book. The humor, which is still there, is growing stale. The premise of Julia being good at getting near-strangers to divulge their most intimate secrets has started to grate. And frankly, Julia never actually solves any mysteries. At the end of each book the guilty party simply confesses to her. Every. Freekin. Time.
The first three, however, are a lot of fun. I would especially suggest reading Silent in the Grave. It is genuinely funny. Julia has just met Nicholas Brisbane and the air shimmers with tension. And frankly, it features maybe one of the best opening lines of all times. 5 stars for Silent in the Grave!
To say that I met Nicholas Brisbane over my husband’s dead body is not entirely accurate. Edward, it should be noted, was still twitching upon the floor.